What It Is

\rYoung Dro, Young Dro

\r[girl:] Ladies And Gentlemen, This Is A Jazze Phizzle Production Young Drooo

\r[chorus: X2]
\rAre You A Killa? What It Is
\rOh Yeah, What It Is
\rDrug Dealer, What It Is
\rYoung Player, Ridin's Hard
\rI Just Wanna Sit Up In The Air
\rGet High, I Just Wanna Be Up In The Air

\r[verse:]
\rI'm In The Air (come Down)
\rAin't Comin Down (why?)
\rUp Here Dammit (where?)
\rAin't Comin Down (please)
\rBubbilish Coat, 26's In The Town
\rI'm A Killa Too,
\rKillin Bitches In Town
\rChevy With The Beat Down
\rMake You Spin Around
\rI Could Fishtail
\rOff Fishdale
\rAsk The Niggas Over There
\rIf I'm The Shit There
\rI Don't Tolerate
\rMy Impala Great
\rBring The Top Out
\rBet I Discombobulate
\rI'm A Tough Nigga
\rYou A Fucked Nigga
\rSee Me In The Club All Prodded Up Nigga
\rI Got A Semi Too
\rMy Whole Penny Do
\rI Got Diamonds, Earned Like Winnie Pooh
\rGive To Lapia
\rAnd Caviar For Dinner Too
\rMafia As A Mother Fucka
\rDon't Make Me Have To Get At You
\rI Blow A Hundered Shots
\rA Nigga Puff Into Two

\r[chorus X2]

\r[verse 2:]
\rMy Car Actually
\rReally Walk A Factory
\rIce Look Like Rasberry
\rIt'd Be Hard To Try And Tackle Me
\rNigga I'm A Killa I Suggest You Don't Come After Me
\rBitch I'll Be In Collipark
\rPlus I'll On Mcafee
\rBankhead Faculty
\rBoy You Need To Rap With Me
\rCome And Talk To Me
\rBefore I Open Up Your Cavity
\rShots Come Rapidly
\rI Told You Not To Mess With Me
\rI Don't Play With Little Boys
\rYou Tryin To Michael Jackson Me?
\rLord Nigga Ridin The Air Fantastically
\rTil Their Daddy Kill Somethin Else
\rI Put My Rims Up
\rActually, Car Flop Purple When The Sun Come
\rWhen They Get Done With That Thing
\rIt'll Look Dro Won

\r[chorus X2]

\r[verse 3:]
\rMink Coat
\rShit Polar Bear
\rHoes Over Here
\rHoes Over There
\rI'm About To Take Flight
\rI'm Goin In The Air
\rCandy With The Gloss
\rI'm About To Lift It Out
\rCan't You See Someone On Me You Don't Like
\rAnd Then Lick It Out
\rWe Don't Need To Look At A Town
\rWe Rip Em Off
\rMy Wrist Folded
\rForget How Much Tip Costs
\rBuy A Hundered K I Don't Wanna Play
\rYoung Dro Rides Hard In The Summer Day
\rSellin Dope, It'd Be Giant In My Mama's Day
\rBad Hoes Get Treated Like Runaways
\rBitch You Need To Go Home Cool Out And Smoke A Blunt Today
\rGo And Say How My Cut Look Like Egg Yolk
\rI Keep Two With Me All In The Bed Though
\rMy Money Fed Though
\rIt's Grand Hustle Bread Boy
\rWe Got 28 Inches In The Air
\rWhat You Scared For?

\r[chorus X2]


\r[thanks To Joe (jtbealio08@yahoo.com) For These Lyrics]